My red hair is neatly arrayed about me; it cascades down the pink satin pillow and beneath my shoulders. My silk blouse lays slightly parted--the top ...uttons undone, allowing you to see the hollow of my cleavage, and nestled within, the crucifix you gave me oh so long ago. You eye strays to the small tents my nipples (now stiff in death) pitch in the light blue fabric. You fingers itch to touch them, to pinch them, and to caress my pliant breasts.You lick you lips, passion enflamed, as you. We continued like this for about 5 more minutes, when all of a sudden, she stopped riding and looked me in the eye again"Fuck me from behind. Give it to me, my love."Those last two words affected me in a way I didn't think possible. She loved me. And I was most certainly hers. I had been for a long time. I stood, lifting her up with me, before her flip over with my dick still inside her and setting her down, letting her bend over the couch. I didn't know how I found the strength to do this, and. You see how it shows off Jimmy's shoulders and his beautifulback but still makes him feel like a princess. It's a one-piece halterball gown with a sweetheart bodice, a high neck halter with generousbeaded embellishment on the bodice including a chandelier necklaceeffect at the d?collet?. See how the beaded collar at the throatcontinues to the back and splits into two beaded straps that frame theopen back in a triangle keyhole. To show this off, the saleswomangently had Jimmy turn around. The train was pretty full so we were squeezed up against each other and I wasted no time in sliding my hands up her side so I could feel her breasts, she pushed her arse back against me harder as I stroked across her nipple and then we were at our destination and had to force ourselves apart. Getting into the park we found a nice spot out of the way, still in the sunshine but close to a tree to give us a little shade if we wanted it, I laid down and she climbed on top of me, her hair falling.
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